paroles de chanson Starkville City Jail (Live) - Johnny Cash
Well,
I
left
my
motel
room,
down
at
the
Starkville
Motel
The
town
had
gone
to
sleep
and
I
was
feelin′
fairly
well
I
strolled
along
the
sidewalk
'neath
the
sweet
magnolia
trees
I
was
whistlin′,
pickin'
flowers,
swayin'
in
the
southern
breeze
I
found
myself
surrounded;
one
policeman
said:
"That′s
him
Come
along,
wild
flower
child.
Don′t
you
know
that
it's
two
a.m."
They′re
bound
to
get
you
'Cause
they
got
a
curfew
And
you
go
to
the
Starkville
City
jail
Well,
they
threw
me
in
the
car
and
started
driving
into
town
I
said:
"What
the
hell
did
I
do?"
He
said:
"Shut
up
and
sit
down"
Well,
they
emptied
out
my
pockets,
took
my
pills
and
guitar
picks
I
said:
"Wait,
my
name
is..."
"Awe
shut
up."
Well,
I
sure
was
in
a
fix
The
sergeant
put
me
in
a
cell,
then
he
went
home
for
the
night
I
said
"Come
back
here,
you
so
and
so;
I
ain′t
bein'
treated
right."
Well,
they′re
bound
to
get
you,
cause
they
got
a
curfew
And
you
go
to
the
Starkville
City
Jail
I
started
pacin'
back
and
forth,
and
now
and
then
I'd
yell
And
kick
my
forty
dollar
shoes
against
the
steel
floor
of
my
cell
I′d
walk
awhile
and
kick
awhile,
and
all
night
nobody
came
Then
I
sadly
remembered
that
they
didn′t
even
take
my
name
At
8 a.m.
they
let
me
out.
I
said:
"Gimme
them
things
of
mine!"
They
gave
me
a
sneer
and
a
guitar
pick,
and
a
yellow
dandelion
They're
bound
to
get
you,
′cause
they
got
a
curfew
And
you
go
to
the
Starkville
City
Jail
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